The Final Beginning

Can’t you see

that the chains can break

and set you free

Through all the harsh words and pain

that strangled my spirit,

I still love you.

You’re confined and lost

Give Christ a chance,

give Him your all.

He’s there to catch you

every time you fall.

He never leaves and He weeps for our

pain and our defeats.

He wants to take you by the hand,

guide us to the desires of our hearts,

our dreams.

He’s a good God

He’s always there.

In the midst of our trials,

our pain,

our despair.

He’s so close

so tangible.

Ever since I came to know Him

I’m finally able to say

I’m able.

I sound phony and crazy, I get it.

But notice how I’m joyful living life

empty handed.

My heart doesn’t long for temporary happiness,

contrary.

It longs to please the One who gave me

a purpose.

This life here is of a blink of an eye

Don’t live life to live life and just die.

Mom, when Jesus is present,

things will start changing.

Our God is mysterious,

But still present whilst waiting.

This isn’t me trying to sell some false hope,

but I want to preach the good truth I came to know.

I appreciate you more than you’re aware,

And I’m not as bad as you may think I am,

I swear.

I know I’m not perfect,

I’m so far from it.

But through the love of God,

His grace and His mercy truly hit.

Your words
they really hurt.

They carve through my skin,

and beats my spirit in the dirt.

The anger and pain you feel overflows.

The excess that remains stabs the next person you know.

I’m not an enemy

I love you

And I know you do too

Even if it’s skewed.

I forgive you and I love through

through the midst of this storm.

Our God is a good God,

He knitted me in your womb

before I was born.

Please don’t shut me down,

open your ears!

Don’t roll your eyes if I shed a tear.

For God has blessed me more than I am aware

He is jealous for you.

Give Him a chance, just open your heart.

This can be the final beginning,

a brand new, fresh start.

Disregard the pain that developed

long ago,

And I promise

He will intervene

And fill every single empty hole.

Comments

To the Person Having a Hard Time Moving Forward

Just like what the title states; that was me for the longest time. I messed up countless times. Repeatedly. Over and over and over. Heck, I still mess up like it is my job. Being that person who seemed to make mistakes left and right, I found it very difficult to move forward with my life. I had a difficult time trying to forgive myself. Yeah, yeah I know the "make mistakes, learn from them, build your character" saying. But to be frank, that didn't minister to me that well. I mean, I suppose it did but that was only temporary. Every time I tried to move forward, something would happen that reminded me of the past and I felt that fresh sense of shame as if it happened that day. Every time I felt like I took a step forward, I was really taking a huge step back. For my entire life, I have been going back and forth with no real sense of direction. I thank God for Jesus. Because of Jesus, no person on this earth can say anything to me to hinder

More than a performance

I think we can all agree that we live in a society that is primarily based around performance. I'm not going to sit here and bash on our performances with day to day tasks. In fact, I think our performance with getting a job done is very important; in proper context. Nevertheless, it can get pretty overwhelming. Personally, I do NOT perform well under pressure. In fact, the more I focus on trying to get a job done correctly, the more I will rush, the more anxious I will feel, and the more likely I am to mess up. The solution? Don't focus so hard on performing the task quickly and carelessly. Just take it one step at a time and focus on getting it done well. This is very straight forward: to a T. But how do we apply this logic with our walks with Christ? What about the way we go about spreading the gospel to our coworker or the way we try to show Jesus to a friend who may not know Him yet? I don't know about you, but as a Christian, I used to struggle immens

Quarantine Thoughts: An Opportunity for Compassion

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